All language subtitles for Crusade [1x04] - The Path of Sorrows

Anything yet?

How about you?

Oh, right.

I found a way in
a half an hour ago.

I guess I just forgot
to tell you.

Silly me.

What did it say
again?

I've already told you.

It says the same thing
over and over again

in the 40 different
languages

that I've been able to
identify in the, what,

12 hours we've been working
on this thing?

Look, I don't care
what your sources say

about this being
a place of healing.

It's not worth our time.

Maximilian.

Nothing we've got
can cut through it,

we can't dig under it,
the walls go straight down

for 50 feet,

the only way in
is to blow the doors,

and that'll just destroy

anything of value
on the inside.

We really are-

Maximilian!

Now that I have
your attention,

be a good fellow
and humor me.

What did it say
again,

precisely?

"Enter freely through
the path of sorrows."

Thank you.

Waste not,
want not.

So, we've searched
the area.

The only paths
leading up here

are the ones
that we've made,

so I really don't know

what this so-called
path of sorrows

is supposed to be.

All roads intersect

with the path
of sorrows.

Sooner or later.

Dureena.

Haven't you found
a way in yet?

No. I have used
every trick I know.

I've tried everything.

So you've failed.

Have you ever
failed before?

Has there
ever been a time

when it mattered
to you desperately

to find a way through
a wall like this,

and you failed?

Yes.
Yes? Oh!

And did someone's
life depend on it?

Yes!
And did you swear

that you would
never fail again

in their memory,

and if so, how does
that make you feel?

Stop!

Thank you.

Coming?

Matthew Gideon, Captain.

Attached to the Earth alliance
Starship Excalibur.

To find a cure
to the Drakh plague

before it wipes out
all life on Earth.

anywhere I have to.

Who do you serve?

and who do you trust?

You know, what you
did back there...

that was unfair.

We had to enter through
the path of sorrows.

It had to be sincere

in case we were
being watched.

That's not the point.

Look, you know me,
Galen.

You know me like few
ever have or ever will,

and you used
that knowledge unfairly.

No.

What I said required
no special knowledge.

We are, all of us,
afraid of failing,

deep down, where we think
no one can see it.

Tell me
something, Galen.

Have you ever
apologized

for anything
you've done?

Just the once.

And, typically,

it came far too late
to matter.

Over here.

What is it?

I'm not sure.

I can't get through
the outer shell.

I'm not picking up
any other rooms or passages.

This would appear to be
all there is.

It doesn't appear to be
a mechanism of any kind.

More like
a stasis bubble.

Stand by to jump...

now!

Get us the hell
out of here!

It's coming in!

Captain?

Are you all right?

Yeah. Yeah, fine.

Something inside there
looked at me, and...

and what?

I'm not sure.

Well... this is
all there is.

What do you want us
to do with it?

Well, we can't
just leave it here.

If there is something...
alive in there,

it's... it's trapped.
No food, no water.

We're taking it back
with us.

Uh, are you sure
that's such a-

now.

What's with him?

Well, haven't you
noticed by now?

He never walks away
from a distress signal,

or... abandons someone
who might be in trouble.

He never leaves
anyone behind.

Why?

I don't know.

He never talks
about it.

All
decontamination protocols

are in place.

Surface scans show
no unstable particles...

whatever's inside,

what if it's
being held there

against its will?

Maybe it's
been imprisoned.

It could be dying.

That's what
we're trying to determine.

I know.

It's just that...

It's nothing, sir.

Good night.

Deck 14.

Flight deck's
back that way.

I thought you said
that you'd be leaving

once we got
what we came for.

Yes...

I did.

But... you're
not leaving?

No.

I'm just here.

We, all of us,
have to be... somewhere.

This place seemed to be
as good as any.

You mean... you've been
riding around in here

all night?

Mm-hmm.

You like going nowhere

at 120 miles an hour?

Of course.

That is man's
natural condition.

I was thinking

about Matthew's reaction
to the object we found.

He seems...

he seems...

he seems
quite drawn to it.

He's curious.

I think
people like him

are born
to ask questions.

That implies
a directed universe.

There is no planning...

no design
to our lives.

Odd.

Given your profession,
I'd figured you'd be

the one person
who'd believe otherwise.

I think this is
where I get off.

Metaphorically,
metaphysically...

and literally.

But do go on riding.

Go around enough times,
and with any luck,

you might come to
the same conclusions I have.

Good night.

I know you're in there.

Who are you?

I don't know what
you're saying, but...

I know what you're saying.

Ee're all in pain,
one way or another.

At least,
I've never met anyone

who wasn't.

What, that's it?

You don't get
the right answers,

so you withdraw?

What do you expect?

"The truth"?

Great. So, if I say...

yeah, I'm in pain,

so what?
What's it to you?

You don't even know me.

What the hell
is it doing out here?

Unknown, sir.

There shouldn't be
anything out here but us.

Well, damn it,
something out here

is shooting at us,
Lieutenant.

Gideon! "C" deck
has been holed.

The automatic
repair systems are shot,

and we're
losing pressure.

We need you
to take out

an E. V. A. team
ASAP and fix it.

Aye, sir.

Moving 10 degrees
off axis.

Going to check out
the damage.

Roger that.

Helm, this is E. V. A. -one.
What the hell is going on?

Stand by to jump...

now!

Get us the hell
out of here!

It's coming in!

No!

No!

Computer, status.

How much air
do I have left?

Estimate
remaining air supply

at 30 minutes.

Open a channel.

Mayday!

I repeat,

mayday.

This is
ensign Matthew Gideon

of the Earth alliance
destroyer cerberus.

to unidentified ships,
I need your help.

My ship has been destroyed.

I don't know
if you can hear me.

I don't know if you can
understand me...

but in 30 minutes,
I'll be dead, and-

there-

there will be
no one left to speak

for the people
who died here.

You have to help me.
You have-

don't go.

Don't-

don't go.

Rest.

You're safe now.

Who are you?

Galen.

and this ship
you allegedly saw-

is a wit!
It destroyed my ship.

but you have
no evidence,

and it doesn't match
any known silhouette.

I know. It's-

look,
it may have been

a first-contact
situation.

Did Captain Ross invoke
first-contact protocol?

I don't know.
I wasn't there.

And then you say
you were picked up

by another
unidentified ship,

and that's how
you got to omega-7?

I think so. It's-

I remember being picked up,
but that's all.

He...

He saved me. Said his...

said his name
was Galen.

Human?

Maybe. I-
I�m not sure.

President Clark
wants this cleared up

as soon as possible.

Our investigation of
the scene indicates

the cerberus
was destroyed

when her jump engines
malfunctioned.

That's not true!
I saw it hit!

What you saw
or think you saw

was the result of
carbon dioxide poisoning.

Shock. Trauma.

Then how the hell did I
get out of there alive?

I don't know,
ensign.

That's for you
to explain,

not us.

I'll raise another 100.

Too rich for
my blood, Lieutenant.

I don't have 100.
I've only got 50.

Stake's 100.
Call or fold.

Would you accept
some collateral?

Well, it depends.
What have you got?

I'm told-
I'm told it's old.

Real old.

Older than mankind,
even.

I only got it

a little
over a year ago.

Ahem!

I was different then.

It's an apocalypse box.

Have you ever heard of
an apocalypse box?

It gives you an edge.

It knows things
no one else knows.

It's worth a lot more
than what's here,

but I'd be willing to
put it up for collateral

if you'll accept it.

All right.

What have you got?

Sorry.

No, no, no, no.

It's all right.

It's over.

It's yours.

I don't have to...

ohh... ohh...

you don't know
what it's been...

it lies, you know?
You know that?

It lies.

You have to be
very careful

because... it lies.

Not all the time.

Just enough.

Just enough
so that you-

oh!

Frederick, what happened?

He ran right in
front of my skimmer!

I couldn't stop
in time.

It's not my fault!

You're going to be ok.
We'll get a doctor.

No.

No doctor.

I'm free.

Don't.

You understand?

I'm free.

There's no other way out.

You see...

you pulled that
out of me.

Ok, now you know
about the box

and my ship.

What's next,
blackmail?

Selling the information
to others? What?

"Nothing. "

He never
leaves anyone behind.

He never talks about it.

He never talks about it.

Are you all right?

Is there anything
that I can do to help?

Are you in any pain?

It's a great day
for the psi corps, john.

A great day
for all telepaths.

We have struck deep
at the resistance

and captured
most of their leaders.

That's great, sir.

Uh, we weren't as...
polite with them

as we might have been,
but...

when you have
a few troublemakers

pitting brother
against brother,

telepath against telepath,

it's a little hard
to be sympathetic.

We expect
to have this wrapped up

in a few days.

Some of the top people
in the corps

are coming here to oversee

the final stages of the war,

so most of the psi cops

have been reassigned
to protective duty.

In their absence, I...

need someone I can trust
for a very special job,

and I believe that...

you are that person,
John.

I'll do my best, sir.

I know you will,
son.

This is
a very special case.

one of the leaders
of the resistance.

She's
a high-powered p-12.

Since all the psi cops
of equal power

are tied up,

we've got her
on sleepers

to control her abilities

and make sure she
can't influence anyone.

Most of
the medical staff

are p-1's and p-2's,

so I wanted someone
a little stronger

to administer
the sleepers.

Once this is over,

we'll send her
to the research facility

at syria planum for...

further examination.

Give her the drug
once every 2 hours,

until this is over,

then we can turn
our attention

to our real struggle
with the... normals.

Well, I'll check
back with you later,

make sure
everything is ok.

Yes, sir.

Why are you doing
this? why are-

I'm not supposed
to talk to you.

No, I suppose not.

Funny, isn't it?

An organization
of telepaths,

and no one's allowed
to think for themselves?

I know
it's wrong to murder,

and that's what you
and the resistance

have been doing.

You mean like what
you're doing to me now.

I'm not.

You're
an accomplice.

That makes you
an accomplice.

They'll send me back,
and they'll kill me,

and they'll keep
killing anyone

who opposes
the corps.

That's not true.

No?

You have
the clearance.

Check the status

on the other
resistance leaders

who've been sent
back home.

They're dead.

All of them.

Well, maybe they
deserved to die.

For what?

The crime of
defending ourselves?

For trying to be
free of the corps?

Don't you ever want
to be free?

Don't you dream
of living

the life
you want to live?

Not imprisoned
behind the corps...

what if it's being
held there against it's will?

It could be dying.

Last night
I checked the records.

Even slipped
into a few files

I'm not authorized
to see.

thought I'd go in
and prove you wrong.

Thought I'd go in
and prove you wrong.

But I wasn't.

They're all dead,
aren't they?

Well... what are
a few more lives

if the corps
goes on?

So what, if you
never breathe free

for the rest
of your life...

however long
that is?

Because
sooner or later,

we'll win.

If you help them,
my death

and the death of
everyone who follows me

will be on your hands.

There's nothing I can do.

Then don't do
anything.

If you do nothing,

you have nothing
on your conscience.

Let whatever happens
happen.

You don't have
to help them.

You don't have to-

oh, John, good.
I was looking for you.

Has the prisoner
said anything to you?

No, sir. I mean,
nothing important.

Pleading for
her life, but-

Yes. Yes. That's
to be expected.

We just had a report
from the field.

Our forces hit the main base
for the resistance,

but no one was there.

Looks like it's been
empty for days.

Then where are they?

I don't know,
but this worries me.

It says they knew
we were coming.

What are you up to?

What do you mean?

Your base is empty.

The brass can't figure out
what's going on.

Good. Then there's
still time.

Nnhh!

It was the only way to
smuggle in a homing device.

You allowed yourself
to be captured?

We knew they
had a base,

but we
didn't know where.

We had to find out

before we could make
our final strike.

So I let them
pull me in,

hoping to get
2 minutes alone

and hoping to find
someone like you,

someone
with a conscience.

The homing device has
a telepathic trigger.

Only I can activate it.

Then the others
will come.

I suggest
you get out of here

as fast as you can.

All the important
people in the corps

must be here by now.

We're out of time.

You asked if I ever
had dreams

about life
outside the corps.

Ever since I was
a little kid,

I wanted to be
in Earth force,

to be on a starship,
exploring the unknown.

But they don't
let telepaths

in the regular military.

They say there's nothing
they can do.

There's always
something we can do,

and you just did it.

Thank you.

Now go. Quickly.

...base under attack.

You're free, John.
Find your dreams.

No one knows.

I've never told
anyone.

I'm so ashamed.

I know you.

I know what you are,

what you are doing
to the others.

And we are going to
have a little talk,

You and i.

I've examined
every record...

every story.

I know what you are.

You leech off other
people's emotions.

You batten off
sorrow and pain,

the way an insect feeds
on the blood of others

because you have no such
feelings of your own.

Pleasing me has
nothing to do with it.

If you disagree,
then tell me.

You in your safe cocoon,

where no food, no water,

not even the outside air
can reach.

Tell me.

What sustains you?

Forgiveness?

You live on forgiveness?!

I'm not afraid of it.

Only amused at
the absurdity of it.

Are you saying
that I need you...

you... to forgive me?

I must forgive... who?

There is no plan.

No design to our lives.

Galen?

Were you able
to get through?

The ship's been
destroyed.

I can't call out.

We're stuck on
this miserable rock

until the others
come looking for us.

I'm going to walk
to the nearest village.

With any luck,
they won't have heard

about
the trouble here yet.

It's too far.

I have to try.

We were betrayed,
Isabelle.

Sold out by 3
of our own kind,

lured here,
stripped of everything

that made us
what we are.

There has to be a price.

and is that price that
I should die here alone?

You won't die.
I won't allow it.

Dearest Galen,

I had planned one day
to make a tapestry for you.

A portrait of the universe

with your picture and
a microtext dot in the middle...

which would say,
"center of the universe,

I am here. "

You'll get that chance.

Now, you shouldn't talk
like that.

I'm dying.

The wound is too deep.

It's my time.

Stop saying that.

I refuse to accept
a universe

that would choose
to take you away from me

now that we've
found each other.

How improbable was it
that we should meet...

and fall in love...

and spend even this
short time together, Galen?

There is a design,

and we are as much
a part of it

as my love for you.

No one here can undo
what has already been done.

Don't leave me to die alone.

I won't.

I won't.

I'm cold.

Hold my hand.

Listen to me, Galen.

My dearest love...

you have made me happy...

and proud...
and I regret nothing.

My only regret would be

if the fire that I see
in your eyes now

were to burn your soul
to ash in the future.

Your soul is too beautiful
for that.

You must learn one day

to forgive god
for his decisions.

I'm sure it would
greatly relieve him.

If there is a purpose,

if there is a design,

if there is a way
after I'm gone,

I will call to you...

and say your name

and send you a message.

and you will know
I was right...

as usual.

kiss me good night.

Damn you for raising that
up before me.

You want me to forgive god?

You want me to forgive
the universe for taking away

the only thing in this world
that really mattered to me?

There is nothing beyond.

Only the tricks
that we play

to persuade
ourselves otherwise.

If I believed differently,

even for a moment...

then she died
because someone somewhere

decided that she
deserved to die,

and she did not!

She did not!

But you do!

you-

Galen!

You're not a murderer, Galen.
Don't do it. Don't!

Prepare a shuttle for launch.

We're going to put this back
where we found it.

May I ask why?

Because I don't think
it belongs to anyone,

least of all us.

I think it belongs to
whoever needs to find it.

Interesting that
you should say

whoeverneeds
to find it,

instead of whoever
wantsto find it.

It's easier not
to want forgiveness

or to expect it.

You just keep trying
to fix the mistake

so we don't have to ask,

but you end up
trying so hard

to atone for one set
of mistakes, you-

you overcompensate
and make new ones,

and then you can never
break out of the cycle.

You just keep going
round and round.

No way out.

Nowhere to go.

It's a strange thing,
Lieutenant.

I have trouble sleeping.

I have for...

well,

for a long time.

I'm always waking up,

walking around,
looking at the clock.

last night,
I slept right through.

First time in years.

Same here.

Maybe that's why
he was left here-

as a gift to travelers.

Someone who would
never know our names,

never judge,
never condemn.

Only forgive...

and leave the rest

to whoever came
in the door-

to get better...

or walk away.

Maybe.

We should go.

They'll be waiting.

You've been cleared
for takeoff.

You can leave
at any time.

Thank you.

Oh, Galen.

We received
a message for you

a little while ago.

A message?

Yes.

That's not possible.

How could anyone even
know how to find me?

I don't know,

but the message
is incomplete.

It just says
your name.

Well, mainly.

What do you mean,
"mainly"?

Well, it says your name
and the word...

"love. "

the rest of it just
got lost in static.

could you tell
where it came from?

no.

the computer said
it didn't come

from any specific
location.

just out there,

in general, somewhere.

Yes.

Not possible.

I know.

if there
is a purpose...

if there is a design...

if there is a way...

after I'm gone,

I will call to you...

and say your name...

and send you a message.

And you will know
i was right.